Rebirth kicked the scumbag to farming

Chapter 243 Inexplicable hatred (1)
The patriarch decided to take the lead and lead the villagers to fight against the army.But there was a sorcerer in the army, who was very powerful, and sent a woman to sneak into the valley and set up a formation, which cut off the spiritual veins in the valley, the spiritual veins disappeared, and the fog barrier that separated the outside world gradually dissipated.The army can enter the valley at any time, and they are the lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

In order to keep the peace of Quanshui Valley, the patriarch selected ten people with excellent martial arts in the valley and rushed out with him.Flesh and blood can't withstand live ammunition, and the patriarch and the army perish together.Without the fog barrier, people in the valley would not live in peace, fearing that the army would attack again, so they planted a pine forest outside, which can deter ghosts, and set up gossip formations according to the formation method in the book, so as to eliminate the idea of ​​outsiders looking for it.After a while, the army did not come again, and they put down their guard.

The spiritual veins were cut off, and most people in the valley were unable to cultivate the icy air. There were only a few people, but their achievements would not be very high.So, the patriarch led the villagers to dig a well, and the days went by day by day.One day, a young man couldn't stand the loneliness in the valley, so he went down the mountain to see the bustling world.A few years later, Fafa made a fortune and returned to the valley with his wife and son, and used his personal experience to describe the splendor outside.

More and more people couldn't hold back their longing and ran down the mountain. One of them was the patriarch's son.The son of the patriarch brought a road to wealth to the village, and took a shortcut behind the village to the Eagle Country.In order to show fairness, those who have a man in the family will take turns going down the mountain to recruit people, and get the money to buy daily necessities and send them to the village to share equally.

The previous patriarch was weak in character, he listened to his wife, and the son he taught was also domineering. Fortunately, the patriarch's wife died early, and the patriarch married a virtuous and kind woman, Grandma Zhuo Feng, and gave birth to a son after marriage. Unfortunately, this The young master died early, which made Zhuo Feng and his grandma suffer.

After the patriarch succeeded to the throne, the average system was broken, and everyone did not eat from the big pot, and each managed his own family.The patriarch was greedy and fierce, took half of the commission, and built a bamboo house outside, strongly urging people outside the mountain to hire villagers to cook.The snow ghost fat that Xie Ningfeng mentioned is also a means for the patriarch to make money, training snow ghost fat, attacking tourists, and treating diseases to make money.

"Your wife may be imprisoned by them, and they are going to blackmail you." Cotton's tone was very uncertain. He had never participated in such a thing, and it was the patriarch's confidantes who did it. "I can help you with the formula."

"Where are the cotton bags?" Xie Ningfeng realized that Misty seemed to be hiding something, and his eyes suddenly became sharper when he looked at Misty, "Mianbu, we are on the same boat, you have to think about it, without my help, you will be unable to do anything alone."

"You...you think too much of yourself." Mianbu squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, wiped his eyes, and looked at Xie Ningfeng cautiously, "I appreciate your kindness, you shouldn't meddle in the affairs of Yiren Village Come in."

"Shouldn't it be mixed in?" Xie Ningfeng sneered, as if cotton was joking, "When you kill Yao Ziren and those students, you have to think that one day, someone will ask you for this blood debt, I am, Wen Tao and the others Too."

Cotton's body trembled, and his face was extremely ugly. He picked up the stool on the ground, trembling slightly, and fell to the ground several times. After putting it away, he grabbed the corner of the table and sat down slowly.He opened his mouth, trying to say something, but seeing Xie Ningfeng's stern gaze, he lowered his head, saying everything he said was just sophistry.

He has the ability to stop it, but in the end he watched it happen, which made his wife and children suffer.

"Okay, I'll tell you everything." After speaking, the cotton cloth covered his face with his hands, his body collapsed, and his whole body was filled with a sense of dejection.

There are also several generations of patriarchs who will have two or more children, which requires the soul boy to choose.The soul boy is Xue Guipang's chosen breeder, his body exudes spiritual energy, and it is very easy to cultivate the cold air. The cotton bag is the soul boy of this generation.Not long ago, the two young masters chose Zhuo Feng's father for the cotton bag, but just before the succession ceremony, Zhuo Feng's father died of a sudden illness, so he could only be replaced by the current patriarch.

"I'm worried that the patriarch will retaliate against the cotton bag, so I don't care about many things in the village." Mianbu raised his eyes and glanced at Xie Ningfeng. He comforted his chest. Fortunately, there was no disgust in Xie Ningfeng's eyes, otherwise he would not know how to tell Xie Ningfeng. . "This time, the cotton bag ran out willfully. We went down the mountain to look for him, and saw that you were capable, so we thought of using you to send us back to the village safely. As soon as we entered the mountain, I noticed something was wrong in the pine forest, so I hid with Sangga. While discussing, I will get rid of you and go back to the village alone, who would have thought that I would come to the birth gate of the Eight Diagrams Formation..."

"Brother Mianbu, are you there? The patriarch is looking for you."

The expressions of the two changed, and they looked at each other for a while, Xie Ningfeng hurriedly walked behind the curtain.Cotton disheveled his hair, opened the door sleepily, and looked at Meng Bian with a frown.

"Brother Mianbu, the patriarch welcomes you." Meng Bian smiled, stretched out his hand to pull Mianbu's arm, but kept looking around the room.

"I see, thank you for coming to report." Mianbu yawned, withdrew his arm from Meng Bian's hand, and put it on his shoulder. Meng Bian turned around instantly, and the sound of closing the door sounded behind him.

Instruct Xie Ningfeng not to go out, put on new clothes in cotton cloth and go out.Sure enough, Meng Bian did not leave, but stood in the yard, looking at him eagerly.

The cotton cloth clasped Meng Bian's shoulders, forcing him to walk together.When he got to the side of the road, Mianbu took out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from his pocket, and Meng Bian hurriedly continued, smiling and thanking him.

Meng Bian likes to smoke, so it's easy to get rid of, but the patriarch is not easy to deal with, and I don't know which action he has aroused the patriarch's suspicious nerves. I hope it's not Xie Ningfeng's business, so it will be difficult.

A woman's laughter came from the patriarch's house, and Mian Bu frowned in disgust. It really wasn't that the whole family did not enter the house. The patriarch's wife came from the city. Money needs jewelry, and I don’t teach my son well.

"Patriarch, do you need me?" Mianbu stood outside the door, and the two people in the room were stuck together in an ambiguous posture.He took the initiative to understand, "Why don't I come over after dinner, and you and your wife will chat first."

"Stop." Zhuo Lun pushed away the woman on his body, Fang Xiu was displeased immediately, snorted coldly, twisted her waist and entered the back room.Zhuo Lun glanced at the swaying curtain, and said in a dignified tone, "Come in, I have something to tell you."

Mianbu nodded and sat cross-legged on the ground.There was an iron pot between the two of them, and the soup was boiling, like an unsteady heartbeat in cotton cloth.He bit his lip and tried his best to endure the silent atmosphere, turning his head away from Zhuo Lun's full eyes.

Zhuo Lun pulled out the colorful scimitar inlaid at his waist, the scabbard fell off, and the cold knife was placed on the cotton cloth's neck.He could clearly feel the cold on his bare neck, his consciousness became sluggish, and his body began to tremble.

"Hmph." Zhuo Lun withdrew his scimitar, snorted coldly, looked contemptuously at the cotton cloth lying limp on the ground and panting heavily, "You have the guts to betray me, I think highly of you."

(End of this chapter)