Entering the bully's den, she changed her life by farming!

Zhao Zhizhi was thinking about other things.

This group of people seemed to have difficulty even covering their bodies, and they were living a very difficult life. Although Wuyan Village is becoming increasingly dilapidated, in the final analysis it is not the fault of the surrounding villages and towns. On the contrary, they first took root here and have multiplied from generation to generation, and cannot do without the care of the surrounding villagers.

I hate these innocent people and spend a lot of their free time guarding the village entrance every day, which obviously lacks logical support.

So who exactly was it, and what did they do that was so unacceptable that they avoided medical treatment and simply blocked the possibility of any outsiders entering the village?

Wei Shao didn't want to care about those irrelevant things.

Ever since the leader shouted in witch language, "Bitch, get out! Evil will be punished, and the witch god will definitely bite you back!" The murderous intention in his heart has begun to haunt him repeatedly, and now he even refuses to turn around and leave. , as if really preparing for a big battle with the villagers.

Zhao Zhizhi didn't know where the fire in Wei Shao's heart came from, let alone how strong it was now. She just saw the face of the leader of the villagers and never turned her eyes away. In the end, she just silently tugged at the corner of Wei Shao's clothes.

"There's something wrong with him." Zhao Zhizhi squinted and tried to see more clearly, "The paint on his face does not look like a symbol of the Wu tribe, but is deliberately covering up something."

What to cover? Wounds, tattoos, scars, or...

Zhao Zhizhi almost felt that the last guess was a fantasy, and she would never let this guess appear in her mind before meeting Amul.

But now that the matter is before us, we can't ignore it.

She pulled Wei Shao and motioned for him to lean down. Then she stood on tiptoe and leaned into Wei Shao's ear and spoke her guess half-soundingly and half-certainly.

Even Wei Shao was distracted for a moment.

But he could indeed tell at a glance that the actions of the villagers dressed as witch doctors who led them were a bit too stiff to be like a living person.

But even so, he had already quickly deduced the truth and ending according to Zhao Zhizhi's words in his mind, but he still interrupted the plan that Zhao Zhizhi whispered to him, "No. It's too dangerous, Zhizhi."

Zhao Zhizhi had known that he would refuse, "Oh, although I can't withstand being thrown as much as before, but your subordinates always have a sense of proportion. I have also learned some martial arts, and I will avoid - eh, eh, eh !”

There was a flash of cold light in front of him. Wei Shao immediately unsheathed his sword with his right hand, but pushed Zhao Zhizhi back with his left hand. He stepped forward quickly at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye. After a few flashes, he actually reached the village. In front of the main entrance, I quickly exchanged a few moves with the leader.

Zhao Zhizhi looked at this sudden turn of events in astonishment. He was momentarily distracted and felt himself retreating quickly. And because he was so preoccupied with thinking about the rationality of Wei Shao's behavior, he did not even bother to protect himself and was about to face up. Smashed to the ground.

A pair of big hands quickly stretched out from the sides, hugged her and quickly hid in the grass.

Upon seeing that person, Zhao Zhizhi immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

First, fortunately, she had become thinner recently. Such a huge recoil was stopped by that person in the air, which almost broke one of her hands. The other reason she breathed a sigh of relief was because she was familiar with this person.

It's Liu Hong.

Before Zhao Zhizhi's tearful eyes could show off, Liu Hong gently covered her mouth. She blinked and saw that Wei Shao had retreated from the brief fight. Only the villagers were left at the entrance of the village, chattering about something.

At the same time, a black figure beside her suddenly ejected.

Like a stone in a sling, it hit the leader squarely in front of the leader with a "clang" sound.

The leader stared at him, while Zhao Zhizhi and Liu Hong stared at each other.

No, why is it Liu Qing!

In Zhao Zhizhi's plan, Wei Shao pushed himself out to attract the attention of the villagers. He walked into the village from the mountain path and poured antidote powder from the village well.

Zhao Zhizhi, who was left at the entrance of the village, was really a "weak woman" who a normal person would find no threat. She happened to take a close look at the leader to confirm her guess.

But now that Liu Qing is in charge, will the two sides fight for another three hours and three quarters?

But all the processes were weird, as if they were sped up.

Before Liu Qing even had time to take action, Wei Shao slipped out of the village with a figure and placed him gently among the people at the entrance of the village. The turmoil subsided in an instant.

As soon as the leader saw the figure, his stiff body immediately stopped, his whole head turned upside down in an extremely twisted posture, hanging on his neck in a weird way, and his body trembled as he knelt down suddenly.

"You still won't bow down after meeting your benefactor!"

The so-called figure is actually just a little girl who looks to be no more than fourteen or fifteen years old. She seemed to be recovering from a serious illness, and her pale little face was painted with a few strong oil paints. Although she was wearing Han costume, people could still tell her identity as a southern Xinjiang person.

Following her scolding, the villagers were obedient and knelt down towards Wei Shao in confusion.

Liu Hong just protected Zhao Zhizhi and flew out. When she landed in front of the little girl, Zhao Zhizhi's eyes suddenly widened.

"You, why do you look so similar-"

So much like Amul!

Zhao Zhizhi looked at the fish-patterned silver whistle hanging on the collarbone of the girl in astonishment, and pointed blankly at Amul's token that Wei Shao held in his hand and that Zhao Zhizhi had given out in advance, "You can't do these two. We can put them together, haha.”

Indeed it can.

The last doubt in the girl's eyes about their group was instantly eliminated. She suddenly knelt down and kowtowed three times to Zhao Zhizhi, "Thank you, sister, for saving my sister-in-law! If you save her, you have saved my second brother, that is, Saved me, saved the royal family of Southern Xinjiang, saved our village, saved Southern Xinjiang——"

Until he was invited into the village by A Yuanhe as a distinguished guest and watched the people from southern Xinjiang who had been healed by the well water singing and dancing around the campfire, Zhao Zhizhi still felt an inexplicable confusion in his heart.

Wei Shao gently touched Zhao Zhizhi's noble gold wine glass with his wine glass, with a sly smile on his face, "Okay, the great medical sage, have you recovered yet?"

Zhao Zhizhi trembled all over and suddenly grabbed Wei Shao's hand, "You already knew it!"

Wei Shao did not deny it.

Zhao Zhizhi complained repeatedly. No wonder he had to tell Zhang Shilong in advance, no wonder he always kept secrets at the door of various inns on the way here, no wonder he almost led her to Wuyan Village on purpose. It turned out that he had known about Wang Er's illness for a long time. Where did it come from, and there was already a method!

He was willing to make her a wedding dress.

"Madam, I really hate Amule." Wei Shao was pinched by Zhao Zhizhi until tears came to his eyes. He simply sat over and hugged Zhao Zhizhi, rubbing his lips against Zhao Zhizhi's ears, "so I went to check him out."

"Unexpectedly, the investigation went deeper and deeper, and I even found out that the lifeline of their southern border - the young master's sister was missing, and there is only a slight trace here."

Zhao Zhizhi snorted, "I don't forgive you."

A warm kiss.

"I do not……"

A domineering kiss.

Zhao Zhizhi's legs felt weak, but he still said harshly, "I won't!"

Wei Shao's whole body moved forward, and the tip of his tongue rolled over Zhao Zhizhi's physiological tears.

"Then what should I do? What does it take to be a husband?"

"Wei Shao!!"

Liu Hong silently covered Liu Qing's eyes.

"Go to sleep."

Liu Qing was stunned: No, sir and madam, are they here? ?
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