Abandoned Master's Cultivation

Between the fields, there are dense green grass and fresh air. This kind of weather is definitely a luxury in the capital, and can only be seen in the paradise of Qingshan village.

From a distance, Jiang Wuchen saw Zhang wennian picking tea on the tea mountain in the distant hilly area with a basket on his back. At present, he walked forward with great interest.

Bo Shao bumped behind him. The distant fisherman came with a fish basket. He was wearing a hat with a ruddy face and a smile around his mouth. When he saw Jiang Wuchen, he stopped and bowed slightly to show his respect.

Jiang Wuchen is the leader of the soul sect, and Qingshan village is the legacy of the soul sect. There should be some etiquette.

"What are you doing, old man? Fishing every day, why don't you go to the rice field to work?" BoShao asked angrily. He didn't have a good impression of the fishing man. When he first arrived with Mr. Jiang, the fishing man was not friendly to them.

The old man still smiled without saying anything, but bowed down again.

Jiang Wuchen nodded and said hello in return.

After Jiang Wuchen went far, the fisherman took the fishing rod and went to the river.

"Old fool, you deserve to fish all your life! You're worthless." BoShao scolded, "you can't even say fucking words."

Jiang Wuchen glared at him.

Bo Shao then covered his mouth and said nothing.

If you want to go to tea mountain, you need to pass through this paddy field. The rice is growing well. The villagers are catching insects and weeding in the field. Brother Liang San, one of the four elders, is relatively young. He is wearing a short shirt and working barefoot in the field. His body is bronzed and his eyes are especially bright.

Among the four elders, he is the only strong man with well-defined muscles.

Seeing Jiang Wuchen coming, brother Liang San stood up straight, wiped the thick sweat from his forehead and said, "Lord!"

Next to brother Liang San, there were several middle-aged men and women. They just looked at Jiang Wuchen and didn't say hello. They still bowed to collect grass.

There was also a middle-aged fat woman with fat skin stocks. Her mouth was broken and said, "Lord, Lord, it's so sweet. There's a hanging use!"

"Hey! What the fuck are you talking about?" BoShao heard it, pointed to the fat woman and scolded, "Grass Mud Horse, stand up and talk nonsense!"

The middle-aged man next to him quickly smiled and said, "she has a problem in her mind. How dare she say anything about me?"

Brother Liang San also turned back, with a trace of dissatisfaction on his face.

The fat woman threw the weeds in her hands on the ground, stood up straight and said angrily, "I'll tell you what happened to him? The patriarch has a hanging function! I say again, how? It's really capable to solve everyone's life first. Besides, thousands of people are shrinking here, and all the old men are wilting."

"Shut up." brother Liang San roared and said, "the patriarch has just taken office. What are you talking about? He didn't cause the current situation. What are you doing against her? Apologize to the patriarch immediately!"

"Apologize? Hahaha, OK, let him lead the people of Qingshan village out of here and live a good life. Let alone apologize, I can kneel down and lick his toes."

"I Pooh, you don't pee and look in the mirror. If you are like this, lick it for me and despise you." Bo Shao said angrily.

Zhang wennian on the tea mountain heard the quarrel here and hurried towards this side.

Jiang Wuchen is not angry, but feels a little surprised. It's not hard to hear from the middle-aged woman that life in Qingshan village is relatively poor.

Imagine that the food these days is very light, there is not much oil and water, and there is no shortage of fish. However, it is disgusting to eat too much, just like fishermen living on the beach all year round. For them, a meal of braised meat is much more delicious than fish.

At present, most of the villagers in Qingshan village are vegetable faced and thin, and the obese also appear to be puffy. Just like this yellow faced woman, it gives people a feeling of anemia and weakness.

It seems that life here is not as good as expected.

"What's the noise?" Zhang wennian came over and looked at the fat woman with a touch of blame in his eyes.

The fat woman respected Zhang wennian very much. She lowered her head and didn't dare to say anything, but her eyes were still a little rebellious.

Brother Liang San said, "when the patriarch came out for a walk, his fat sister-in-law talked nonsense and rushed against the patriarch."

The middle-aged man nearby hurriedly said, "she likes to talk nonsense. The patriarch and village head don't have the same knowledge as her. Menopause is easy to nag."

The fat woman wanted to retort and was pulled away by the middle-aged man.

Zhang wennian knew the situation of Qingshan village very well. The fat woman screamed loudly just now. Naturally, she heard it. She turned and looked at Jiang Wuchen with an apology on her face. "Scared you?"

Under the sunshine, Zhang wennian's face looks white and beautiful. Her eyes are as beautiful as black agate gemstones. She has an innate holy temperament.

Jiang Wuchen shook his head slightly and said, "no, I just feel a little sudden and unexpected. It seems that not all the villagers want to live here."

Brother Liang San sighed: "the patriarch has just come here and doesn't understand the situation here. The environment here is very good, but... No matter how good the environment is, he can't be a meal.

The fat woman's son was a peripheral disciple of my soul sect. Later, she died. She came here as a family member, but she had no feelings with the soul sect. Life here was very hard and isolated. She wanted to go out and was afraid of being framed after going out.

After a long time, there are some complaints, which is inevitable. Castle Peak Village is the rest of our soul sect, but there are only 100 real soul sect disciples, and the rest are relatives. They are very disappointed with the soul sect... But they dare not say. "

Jiang Wuchen nodded, looked at Zhang wennian and said, "have you been out these years?"

Zhang wennian was stunned and her heart beat inexplicably faster. She didn't dare to look at Jiang Wuchen, especially Jiang Wuchen's eyes that seemed to have insight into her heart. Just one look, she felt flustered and said, "No."

Then she said, "although I haven't been out, I know the outside world very well. My father went out and brought back a lot of information and newspapers."

"Isolation from the world is not a long-term plan. Living here for a few days or even months can wash your heart and purify your soul, but it's really bad for a long time." Jiang Wuchen said.

"I dare not go out because I'm afraid of being chased and killed by some orthodox Xiuzhen sects! Compared with life, it's nothing to live hard here. Now that we have a patriarch, we can lead us to improve our strength and fight against those orthodox sects. At that time, it's not too late for us to go out for revenge and start a new life." brother Liang San respects Jiang Wuchen, Make this general remark.

Jiang Wuchen said, "things may not be as bad as you think. Come on step by step. Even if you leave, the environment here needs to be changed again. At least you need to enrich everyone's life. In the future, it can be used as a nursing home for the soul sect. Next, change the environment here first."