The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

Ghost one was awakened by cold.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the dark mud wall and the low and depressed thatched roof.

People in wujiazhai don't live in bamboo buildings. Ghosts don't think it's strange. After all, there are too many ethnic groups in Dianzhou, and there are many kinds of houses.

However, those stockaded villages with a little wealth and attention will carefully select the construction location of the house and lay a solid foundation. Some even prepare bluestones to pave the ground.

But look at his current room, because the rain and snow these days are wet and cold, and the colors on the wall are different. It seems that some places are almost soaked by moisture, right?

After living in such a house for a long time, people who are good at living will also be afflicted with illness. According to Taoist sun, the bones of their whole body are very painful when they are old.

Some worried about the activities of the bound limbs, the ghost folded himself in half like a bug like a boneless, looked up at the dripping roof, and his fingers flexibly untied the rope on his feet.

He was familiar with this kind of rope sleeve that worked for binding prey.

Easily untie the shackles on yourself, the ghost jumped silently like a cat, touched the door and looked out through the crack of the door.

"What are these two little mallet like things?"

Looking at the grenades from hand to hand, Yang Peng, the patriarch of wujiazhai, lost some patience, threw the grenades to others, and then squinted at Mengda.

"I said, Monda, I think you are pathetic. Take someone to help you bring back the running dog clansmen who have gone to the Han people, but you can't even tell how many guards there are in the villa?"

"I really don't know, or do you think it's kind of you for that woman to let you go? Don't forget, she's also a Han, or a businessman like a vampire!"

Finally, he couldn't help raising his voice. Yang Peng tried to calm himself down.

If Monda's strength was not good, he would have killed him if he dared to fight and rush!

Now he is the only one who has been to the Qingshi compound. If they can know the specific situation in the yard and get a vote, they can live comfortably in wujiazhai this winter.

But the fool bit himself to death. He didn't know anything about healing in the small house. He was useless. He was so angry!

"Patriarch, you calm down. Monda is upright. Why do you embarrass him?"

The most sinister and cunning Hu Lang came up to Yang Peng with a mean face, rushed to the house behind him, squeezed his eyes, and said with a sharp smile: "there are people lying inside who can walk around in the Chuang Tzu. It is said that they are the people around a woman who can be the master in the Chuang Tzu."

"We're afraid we can't pry out the details of Qingshi Zhuangzi from his mouth?"

"HMM.. You're right, but the boy is very skilled. We hurt several brothers in order to win him. It looks like a hard bone. He will tell Chuang Tzu the details?"

To Yang Peng's questioning eyes, Hu Lang grinned with a crooked big yellow teeth, which was obscene.

"Look what you said, he and Mengda are the only ones left in their stockade. Even for Mengda, he has to say no? It's different between intimacy and estrangement. He can really watch his relatives suffer and protect the women who call him as a dog?"

"You don't have to waste your energy. Miao kunzi is not the kind of person who will turn his face and betray. Thank God he will stay in the stockade with me. It's impossible to betray that woman."

Listening to their calculations, Monda was tired of it, but there was no way.

The only people who are willing to go out against the Han people within a hundred miles are the Wu family stockade. Moreover, there are many men and few women in the Wu family stockade. They are all young adults. Even the bandits on the Big Bear Mountain dare not come to trouble easily.

If he wants revenge, he must take root in the Wu family stockade! So now even if he doesn't like Yang Peng's despicable style, he can only refute it casually.

Seeing Monda's disdain and disdain in his eyes, Hu Lang laughed and got up and said, "I'll see if the wolf cub woke up first. He's fainted for two hours. It's almost the same."

The ghost frowned at the sound, looked at the lock hanging on the door, and looked at the weak wall. He was ready to kick the wooden door when Hu Lang approached.

"Crackle -!"

His slender and strong legs smashed like a hammer on the wooden door. The thin and dilapidated wooden door broke in response to the sound, and the broken wooden board beat the waves to cry.

"Ouch! The boy is awake. Catch him quickly and don't let him run away!"

The shrill cry startled the whole Wujia stockade. The men nearby rushed fiercely, and Yang Peng roared. With a strong body like a black bear, he bent over and hugged the ghost.

Light and floating on the ground, the ghost was two feet tall like an immortal. Under the stunned gaze of the people, he stood tall and straight on the roof with his back hands. He was very handsome.

"Oh, do you think you can control me without the dirty means of conspiracy?"

This unforgiving mouth, coupled with the contempt nurtured by Jiang qianxia, the faces surrounded below are black.

Some men went straight to move the ladder, and some of them picked up fist sized stones and smashed them up.

Monda was terrified when he saw it, but the ghost was as relaxed and comfortable as the breeze.

"Don't waste your energy. I don't know how the master will deal with people if I don't go back after coming out for so long."

In my mind, I can't help shivering with my master's sad and smoking appearance and brother boundless's foolish and loyal means of "not distinguishing right from wrong".

Dare not delay any more, Gao discerned the direction. After a jump or two, the ghost jumped out of the encirclement, climbed the strong tree and looked at Monda complicatedly.

"Uncle Monda, I'll say goodbye today. Just don't count on me next time. They're not good people. Take care!"

"Wait!"

Hu Lang, who was full of embarrassment, stood out with a knife and said with a ferocious smile to the ghost, "you think the Wu stockade is the mountain behind your house. Come and go if you want?"

"If you dare to take another step, I'll poke a hole in him!"

Mengda was caught unprepared by two men who were good friends on weekdays. Hu Lang put a skinned knife against his neck.

"You, you're going to do it to me?!"

Impatiently patted Mengda's face with a knife. Hu Lang said viciously: "who do you think you are? A lost dog. The patriarch kindly took you in, but you don't even know how to repay your kindness. The person who picked it up is a white eyed wolf like you!"

"What's the matter with you? If this boy dares to run, I'll bleed you today!"