The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 332 People are poor and short-sighted, my waist
Inside the warehouse, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Xuanyu and the two dead soldiers quickly lurked to the door, peeking at the situation outside from the crack of the door.

"The villagers here are all here." Chang Yuan suddenly opened his eyes.

"How do you know?" Changhen asked.

Chang Yuan chuckled, "This is what I'm capable of. How about it? Do you admire me? Little girl." He looked at Ru Xiaonan, "Do you admire me a lot? If you are my granddaughter, I will teach you how to do it."

Ru Xiaonan felt speechless, why did this old man look so much like her grandfather, even the tone of voice was exactly the same.

Xuanyu watched in front of the door for a while, then said in a low voice, "There are about twenty people, and our carriage is still outside, so they might move the carriage first."

The carriage is an important means of transportation for Qing Moyan and the others. Without a carriage, Qing Moyan can still ride a horse, but Ru Xiaonan can't bear the hardship of traveling.

"What should we do now?" Changhen asked Qing Moyan, "Rush out?"

Only by attacking in time can the carriage be taken back first.

Qing Moyan nodded, and he also agreed to take the carriage back first.

Chang Yuan stood up and said proudly, "It's just for you to see my skills."

Ru Xiaonan answered bluntly, "Be careful of your waist."

Chang Yuan was stunned, "How do you know my waist is not good?"

Ru Xiaonan was also stunned by his question, yes, how did she know.

Qing Moyan's eyes fell on Ru Xiaonan's face, with some inquiring meaning.

Chang Yuan quickly forgot about it, and said to Xuan Yu with a defiant smile, "Young man, follow me closely, let's rush out and let them see what a magnificent battle is."

The two dead soldiers silently sympathized with Xuanyu for a second.

"We need to take back the carriage first." Xuan Yu reminded Chang Yuan.

"I know, I know, I have shot 360 or eight times in my life, and I have never missed a shot..." Before he was babbling, Xuan Yu kicked open the wooden door and rushed out with the two dead soldiers.

"360 five shots, all the enemies are impressed by me..." Chang Yuan was still talking.

"Hey, just now you said it was 360 eight times." Chang Hen couldn't help reminding.

It has been reduced three times so quickly, your memory is too bad.

"Really?" Chang Yuan stared, "I misremembered, it should be 350 times, that year..."

Before he could finish speaking, Everlasting Hate pushed him out of the door and slammed the door shut at the same time.

The old man outside the door screamed at the top of his voice: "You unfilial son!"

"Let us see your abilities." Changhen said seriously in the door, "Xiaonan is also looking forward to it."

Outside the door, Xuanyu led people to rush out, and in the north wind, the people besieged around the warehouse were frightened by their menacing appearance with long swords in hand.

Some villagers only held pitchforks and wooden sticks in their hands. They looked at Xuanyu and the sharp swords in their hands, and opened their mouths blankly.

Xuanyu took the opportunity to rush over from their siege, kicked down the villagers who were trying to pull their carriage away, and at the same time, the sword edge passed by.

"Wait a minute." A hand suddenly stretched out from the side and clasped Xuanyu's wrist.

The sword in Xuanyu's hand couldn't move down an inch.

"Don't worry, young man, just wait a moment." Chang Yuandao clasped Xuanyu's wrist with one hand, and at the same time turned to the stunned villagers.

"It seems that greed is to blame, you useless guys."

The villager who was kicked by Xuanyu made a painful sound, and moved his body with difficulty, trying to stand up.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really poor and short-sighted. Although it's not pleasing to the eye, the hard life is not all your fault." Chang Yuan sighed and let go of Xuanyu's hand.

"What are you doing?" Xuanyu turned to the little old man dissatisfied. Even though the other party had many people, their strength was overwhelming, and there was no need to make peace or negotiate conditions with the other party.

"Young people, don't be impatient. Your master is not short of money. As long as you give these people some more money, they can move to the mountains to live. No one wants to live in such a ghostly place, but they can't survive without money. Ah." Chang Yuan counted the number of people present, "A total of... 26? No, didn't there be 31 here last month?"

The villagers moaning in pain at their feet said, "They were killed by the people from the Bear Hunting Village..."

Chang Yuan tutted his head and shook his head, "They are really useless idiots who want to rob us without first seeing who you are going to rob."

The villagers looked at each other in dismay. Although they held weapons in their hands, they were trembling in the wind.

"Listen to me, you stupid guys!" Chang Yuan suddenly roared, "I'll give you time to count to five, put down your weapons immediately, or this big guy will cut off your heads immediately!"

The corner of Xuanyu's mouth twitched, "My name is Xuanyu, I'm not a big guy."

Changyuan ignored Xuanyu's complaints, and shouted: "One, two, five..."

Everyone: "..."

The villagers threw away the weapons in their hands and knelt on the ground trembling and screaming.

Chang Yuan smiled triumphantly.

At this time, Qing Moyan walked out of the warehouse with Ru Xiaonan and Changhen.

Chang Yuan pointed at Qing Moyan and said, "This young master will give everyone money for moving, you should thank him well."

The villagers kowtowed in unison, "Thank you for the reward, sir."

"My lord is very kind and virtuous..."

Ru Xiaonan looked at Qing Moyan helplessly, obviously Qing Moyan didn't say anything, but Chang Yuan actually gave him an empty favor, this good man's hat has to be worn whether Qing Moyan likes it or not.

"Xuanyu, go get some silver." Qing Moyan said lightly.

It cost a lot to resettle these villagers, but fortunately, Qing Moyan didn't care about the little money.

Ru Xiaonan gently took his hand, "Or let them move to my fief."

Chang Yuan's eyes lit up, "Oh, good granddaughter, do you still have a fief?"

Qing Moyan spread out her sleeves to separate Ru Xiaonan from Chang Yuan.

"That's a good idea." Qing Moyan ordered Xuanyu, "Give them some travel expenses and let them move to Shifang Town, and naturally someone will resettle them when they arrive in the town."

These people didn't expect this result at all, and they stared at each other with incredible expressions on their faces.

"This...is this true?"

"We are so unreasonable, son, you don't blame us..."

Qing Moyan didn't explain, but asked Xuanyu to distribute the travel money to everyone.

With this money, they can reach Shifang Town safely.

The villagers apologized and kowtowed to Qing Moyan and Ru Xiaonan to thank them.

"Let's go when the north wind is calmer." Chang Yuan said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw Ru Xiaonan rushing towards him and pushed him to the ground.

Chang Yuan slammed his back firmly against a stone, and with a "click", he bared his teeth in pain.

The moment Ru Xiaonan threw him down, a steel fork landed on the spot where Chang Yuan was standing just now.

Xuanyu and the others were taken aback, none of them noticed anything unusual just now, only Ru Xiaonan was extremely keen and discovered the existence of the enemy.

"Yes...he's from the Bear Hunter Village." Chang Yuan cried out, clutching his lower back.

(End of this chapter)