Waste materials against the sky: the emperor's only favorite daughter-in-law

Chapter 273 The Patriarch's Decision

"Don't talk about it, the old man says no, it's no good!"

Finally, after a lot of noise, the patriarch issued the final order and choice. The villagers have become accustomed to obeying the patriarch. If willing, the villagers must obey.Not for anything else, just because he is the patriarch.

The decision of the villagers made An Mujin frown on the side, and she felt infinite irony and sigh in her heart, why such a pedantic and stubborn person can take the position of patriarch, and what is in the patriarch's heart A kind of thought, facing the villagers in front of her, she only felt sad.

Compared with the displeasure and loss in An Mujin's heart, Jun Lintian was much calmer. After this natural disaster, he was not worried that the patriarch would refuse again. Only then did he realize how terrifying death is.

Of course, Jun Lintian also knew very well what his An Muzhen was thinking, so in order to prevent An Muzhen from thinking about it, she hugged An Muzhen who was standing beside her into her arms.She hugged her tightly, lowered her head slightly, and her voice was as thin as a feather, gently brushing against her ears: "Don't worry, I'm here."

This is a short sentence, but An Muzhen's heart is indeed much more comfortable, he is worthy of him, he knows what he is thinking too well, in this world, only he can understand like this she.

Everyone looked at the changes in the sky and felt worried. They didn't stand for a long time when a gust of wind suddenly blew up.

The strong wind was blowing wildly, rolling up the dust and fallen leaves on the ground, whistling, sweeping, unscrupulous.It was hard to hear what the other party said clearly amidst the noise of the strong wind. The only thing that could be heard was the whistling of the strong wind and the rustling of the leaves as the wind blows.

The big tree was swaying non-stop by the strong wind. The dust and sand filled the sky, making people blinded. Both clothes and hair have become messy. This kind of wind is like a warning before death, bringing infinite chill and death breath.

An Mujin was embraced by Jun Lintian, and she had already buried her face in his chest, but she couldn't escape the strong wind, three thousand black hairs fluttered in a mess, and so did the dress and skirt.

Seeing An Muzhen's appearance like this, how could Jun Lintian have the heart to make An Muzhen so embarrassed, and then he pulled out a barrier to cover the gust of wind outside, and the two of them were no longer affected by it.

This kind of wind blew for about half an hour. During this half hour, the villagers advised their patriarchs to agree to a deal with Jun Lintian in exchange for the safety of the whole village.However, no matter what they said, even if they had worn out their mouths, there was nothing they could do. If they didn't agree, they still wouldn't agree. The patriarch stood straight in place, facing the strong wind without hiding or blocking, as if he was fearless in life and death.

The wind continued to hang, and what was to come was always to come. With a flash of lightning in the sky flashing through the dark clouds, heavy rain poured down, mixed with hail and crackled down.

Crazy rain, merciless hailstones hit the ground, and at the same time hit people, the people ran helplessly on the ground, they covered their heads and hid everywhere, only wanting to find a place to hide themselves from this doomed.

Some people ran under the big trees, some hid under the eaves, and some directly broke into other people's houses, but these were just thatched huts, and how long could they withstand the hail.

The strong wind mixed with rain and hail continued to blow, which made it even more difficult for the fleeing villagers to run because of the resistance of the wind. Some had been hit on the arms, some had been hit on the feet, and some had already hit the ground. Heads fell to the ground and howled, and those who hit their heads were dripping with blood and lay on the ground.

Seeing such a scene, the patriarch could no longer stick to the straightforward principle. Perhaps it is the best strategy to keep their entire village right now.

"Okay, I promise you! Give the sweet-scented osmanthus to you, and you can stop this natural disaster!"

The howling wind, the dripping rain, the ruthless hail, and the mixed voices, the patriarch exhausted all his strength and made a compromise with Jun Lintian.

Although the patriarch's voice was not loud, this sentence was clearly heard by everyone present. There is no doubt that this is the hope of their lives.

Just when the patriarch said this, Jun Lintian pulled out the barrier and enveloped the whole village as soon as he finished speaking. Because of the protection of the barrier, the villagers are temporarily out of danger .

According to such a result, the villagers were grateful to the patriarch, and when faced with despair, because of his despair, the excitement and gratitude in their hearts were beyond words.

"Patriarch, thank you for your kindness!"

"Patriarch, you really saved my whole family!"

Everyone was grateful to the patriarch, as if they were worshiping a Bodhisattva, but they didn't know that the person they should be most grateful to was Jun Lintian.

Seeing that the villagers' lives were not in danger for the time being, An Muzhen's beautiful face finally showed a gratified smile. An Muzhen was gratified, and Jun Lintian was also gratified. Her every frown and smile was his every frown and smile.

"You wait here for your husband, and you will go back for your husband."

Jun Lintian's voice was still so soft. In fact, An Mujin liked to hear Jun Lintian call himself "husband". Compared with "my lord", she would rather be her wife than emperor concubine.

"Ah."

An Muzhen nodded slightly, she looked at Jun Lintian in front of her and smiled, and said no more, it was not difficult for Jun Lintian to relieve this natural disaster, but facing such a punishment, An Muzhen couldn't help but feel that the former emperor It's a little too much.

As soon as the words fell, Jun Lintian didn't care too much, he soared into the sky, and flew straight towards the thick cloud in the sky.

The villagers looked up at Jun Lintian, watching Jun Lintian's handsome and stalwart figure disappear into the clouds, with infinite worries and doubts in their hearts. However, even though they had too many uncertainties in their hearts, they still had to believe and choose to believe. King's Landing, after all, this is their only choice right now.

Jun Lintian entered the dark clouds, he concentrated the divine power on his body, and dispersed the dark clouds in the sky through the divine power.

The villagers on the ground raised their heads one after another and kept paying attention. In the sky that was still dark, a white circle of light appeared instantly. The circle of light carried infinite power. As the circle of light became larger and larger, the dark clouds began to slowly dissipate. Well, seeing such a change, the villagers began to be sure that they were indeed saved.

As the dark clouds slowly dissipated, the figure that was so familiar to An Mujin reappeared in her sight.

(End of this chapter)